Once there was Robin Hood. Then Batman came. Then prince John came--he's the king. Then Superman came. Superman battled with Batman and Batman died. Then he came alive again. Superman died. And then Splinter, Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo came. Then an Indian came on a horse with a bow and arrow. Then a cowboy came on a horse with a bow and arrow just like the Indian and shot Superman so he wouldn't ever come alive again. And they lived happily ever after. The end.

A story written by a four-year-old boy, in this paper, quoted in this DeLong post about disaster movies. This story is so great I don't even know where to start. Imagine the movie! The best thing though might be that, at the end, they do indeed live happily ever after. DeLong's post is pretty interesting too, with the stuff about the differences between boys and girls.